((Independent RP Blog for the Starfire version of Teen Tyrants))
I’m not offering my pity— -zooms a circle around her, suddenly pulling her into a “dip” of sorts— mostly leaning her backwards— and pinches two fingers to the bridge of her nose, tilting her head back as well, with a friendly smirk-
—I’m offering my assistance.
-she doesn’t fail out of his hold, even though she is tempted to, and just let him work his magic. She hated bloody noses, so what could she lose if she had a little assistance?-
Fine.
But don’t think I’ll let you do this ever again without full permission. -she closed her eyes, suddenly noticing she wan’t feeling the blood rush down her chin-
Hey….it stopped? -she opened her eyes, a bit confused-
How did you do that?
-smiling contently as the bloodflow halted, he clicked his tongue, and straightened her back up-
Your welcome.
Combination of two things: one, the classic ‘tilt-your-head-back-and-pinch-the-bridge-of-your-nose’ is just a common knowledge kind of thing- everytime you get a bloody nose, do that. But the cool factor was this. -Eyes narrowing slightly, he held up two fingers, close to her face- Look closely. -They were vibrating— just the two fingers— at a high, almost not-visible frequency- I used to get really bad nosebleeds when I learned how to do this. Yet, the easiest way to make them stop was to have my Un— ahem, the Flash counteract the trigger of the nosebleed by replicating what caused it.
…. Basically, I fixed it from the inside.
-blinking in shock, she just stood there, mouth ajar-
You fixed it from the inside? -she blinked again, shaking her head and laughing a little, which she immediately halted herself from further doing before scowling at the boy and crossing her arms-
Well aren’t you the expert, huh? You must think your so amazing for obtaining the skill to cure nose bleeds. What a hero. -with a quick step backwards, she leaned to the side, sticking her hip out-
Go be a hero somewhere else now. I don’t need your assistance anymore.
Not a bloody nose. I hate these things!
-taps her gently on the shoulder, quickly leaping back just in case-
—I-
Okay,beforeyoushootme,hearmeout,hearmeout-
I couldn’t help but overhear about your, ah.. -points to his nose with a sheepish grin- …? I can maybe help you out, babe.
-Looks at him for a second, then looks down at her bloody hands and then back at him-
Why would you want to help me? -uses her hands to catch the dripping blood before groaning-
I don’t want any pity from you, Kid.
I’m not offering my pity— -zooms a circle around her, suddenly pulling her into a “dip” of sorts— mostly leaning her backwards— and pinches two fingers to the bridge of her nose, tilting her head back as well, with a friendly smirk-
—I’m offering my assistance.
-she doesn’t fail out of his hold, even though she is tempted to, and just let him work his magic. She hated bloody noses, so what could she lose if she had a little assistance?-
Fine.
But don’t think I’ll let you do this ever again without full permission. -she closed her eyes, suddenly noticing she wan’t feeling the blood rush down her chin-
Hey….it stopped? -she opened her eyes, a bit confused-
How did you do that?
Not a bloody nose. I hate these things!
-taps her gently on the shoulder, quickly leaping back just in case-
—I-
Okay,beforeyoushootme,hearmeout,hearmeout-
I couldn’t help but overhear about your, ah.. -points to his nose with a sheepish grin- …? I can maybe help you out, babe.
-Looks at him for a second, then looks down at her bloody hands and then back at him-
Why would you want to help me? -uses her hands to catch the dripping blood before groaning-
I don’t want any pity from you, Kid.
Not a bloody nose. I hate these things!
#The blood is so red #and it won't stop #it's all over my hands now!
I don’t get defensive you imbecile.
I just have a STRONG opinion.
Now that Anon, is a tough question.
She still is my older sister from the other dimension. The sister I hate with all my heart. So I’m not fully sure what I would feel about us being ‘friends’.
I think it could work, though. If she’s nothing like my older sister, then x’hal she’s my new older sister.
Jealous.
Don’t make me throw up my lunch you sick Anon.
I never feel that emotion.
It has nothing to do with my past.
I’ve always been like this. Ever since I was born, everyone liked Whitefire more than me.
Ackk-
Everyone liked her more than me becasue she was the first born child. The happier one. Everyone paid attention to her.
She was miss perfect.
Yeah, I knew he’d end up being a choice.
Huh, go figure.




